So after a very silent journey to Orcierre Merlette, where it was honestly the first time I think I have not heard Lainie talk for over half and hour. The poor thing was obviously very nervous. Once we arrived at the ski reort it was very obviously very late session but there was more than enough snow for Lainie to try her hand at skiing. After a quick lesson of how to put the skis on and off and how it works we were off….. So first off I pulled her up the hill. she was so nervous to get any speed up she was hardly moving. After an hour or so of trying we decided it was time for lunch.

In came plan B, so we plied her with cider over lunch and decided it was time for the lift….

Amazingly she found it no trouble at all and never fell off
So once at the top it was time for her to use some of the grrrr from watching last nights monster trucks and get on with it.
So following the ski instructor (aka Lara) she really got the knack of it!

She learny that snow was not evil and it didn’t hurt when you fell over!
I think it was at this point the cider was really kicking in and she was loving it.

By the end of the afternoon she was loving it turning with no problems what so ever. So Euan, I apologise but I think I might have cost you some money and you might have to be taking your wife on a ski holiday. If you have to, I would suggest the cider approach!

One happy ski instructor happy with the fact that she has got her mate to ski (I even think Lainie over took her once……)